How sad is it that the highlight of my evenings these days is cheese? Don’t answer that. Thank God the other night I was given the opportunity to eat cheese at another locale – the LA Blogger’s party – hosted by L.A. Daddy. I was whisked there in style by my friend Kim from House of Prince who is honestly one of the nicest people you’ll ever meet. That is if you meet her, which you probably won’t, which sucks for you. As I’ve mentioned, there was cheese and these little bagel pizza bites and a fruit salad that was so good I almost needed to be hospitalized from eating too much. I forgot who made it but, damn, I think you’ve found your calling, Fruit Lady!
So, my favorite part of the night was hanging out with Marsha from Sweatpantsmom reminiscing about the things that made the seventies so great: Corkies, Dittos, growing up in LA where you can recognize your very own street in movies and whether or not cocaine is still relevant and patting ourselves on the back for not becoming crack ho’s at an early age. I fully intend to force her and her awesome husband, Rigel, to be friends with me. Hey, I apparently already bossed her into adding me to her blogroll so a full blown friendship can’t be out of my grasp.
There were other bloggers there as well such as The Red Stapler. Let me just tell you that her Stapler is very aggressive. I’m just saying it texted me all the way home. Back off Red, I’m married.
Obviously there were other bloggers there that I’d heard of but never met and who definitely didn’t have faces just for blogging – 8 Centimeters Deluded comes to mind plus Debra from Write Write Baby!
Did I mention how much cheese I ate?